- After Being Shown Three Windows

Window Center:
Earthen specters drawl with dizzy-distorted perception.
A constant spin amidst spin
Confuses the creatures within.
Wanderers wrecked restless from the relentless travel through time.
Cynics, suspicious of what lies
Behind their open eyes.

Window Left:
Aloft inbetweens remain at the precipice of pause.
At limit they settle as a fog shrouds,
And name every feature of the clouds.
Mini-moment captors adrift amongst the empty chatter.
The silent sylvans record a lighting flash
And wait generations for the crash.

Window Right:
Permeating omnipresents whisper extended clarities:
Unmentioned motions of mountain bands
As they skip and ripple across the lands.
Nothingness cliffs watch the heavens dart with blinking stars,
As in an instant the dark void ignites
And in the next it's run out of light.

Window Behind:
I sit here reflecting on today,
While watching audio vibrations
Tangle through the trees, to me,
And as the nights strobe upon all I see.